I basically blasted this shit the entire break while I worked out but now it's Monday and I feel back to legitimately stressing about just living. First day back and I came home, showered, passed out and what else? Oh yeah, feeling like utter shit during dinner because I just wanted to throw it all back up. But if I start I probably won't stop so. Also looking at my pictures and wishing I could look any less of a piece of shit.

Anyways yeah I hate school. My future's fucked up. I'm slipping between withdrawal and outright destructive in front of everybody, my parents don't believe in having mental illnesses, I have trust issues, currently experiencing my superiority complex at an all time high only to stoop down to Satan himself, and the only thing I can look forward to? Fucking nothing.